After so many weeks of keeping busy and seeing as much as possible, it has been a very quite week. Hockey on Monday night, football on Tuesday and Thursday, a few classes on Tuesday, a few more on Thursday and one tonight. Hockey party was Thursday night which did not disappoint. Everyone knows me and not a single person knows my name. I will forever be known as Mr. Moose, the Canadian that still plays like a Canadian! Overall the week was very relaxing. I was able to catch up on sleep on Wednesday which was a perfect revitalization and otherwise have start to get back into an educational routine. Although, my class choices are still giving me headaches. Currently I am taking 70 credits which is 10 more than the max of 60. So I have to either drop a class or receive a note from Dal allowing me to overload my semester. However, if I drop a class I will be at 55 credits which is below the full credit level of 60 and thus Dal will not give me full credits for the term. To make matters even more entertaining, Dalhousie's student exchange policy states that no student will "overload" a semester while abroad in an attempt to receive additional credits back at Dal. So we are working on it.
The humorous part of my week came at Thursday nights football practise. I understand that I am a little more used to the sight of blood compared to the average person. I also know that over the past years I have developed an immunity to the sight of my own blood until it reaches a point that I may or may not loose consciousness or I have rearranged my face. So when I slid across the turf during practise I did not think twice of the scrap on my elbow. A few of the guys made note of it and said I should go clean it up. Well when I walked into the sports complex the desk worker looked at me as if I had been shot. He went into full Code Blue! He pulled out a first aid kit fit for a Toronto EMS team! I would have taken a ninja turtle band-aid and been back on the field, but instead he decided to go with the triage bandage complete with gauze padding and that stretchy wrap material to hold it all together. If I had had a chainsaw accident I feel as though I would have received equal treatment. During all this the staff assured me "Don't worry, I am certified in emergency first aid!" This really boosted my confidence while he was dealing with my scraped elbow. To top it all off, the poor guy could not rip the tape in order to hold his contraption together. I am glad I could provide the most excitement that guy had seen all year.
Tomorrow I am off on an Archeology Field Trip to a neolithic site in the highlands. So I should have something to write about!
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